Concubine God

Chapter 149

Then, she turned to the shopkeeper and said, "What is the occupancy rate of the inn now?"

"If you go back to the owner, it's basically full every day." The shopkeeper hurriedly pushed aside the crowd and squeezed in front of Murong Zijing, saying respectfully.

"Well, that's good." Nodding, Murong Zijing was quite satisfied.

"How is today?" she asked again.

"Uh, today, no one has stayed in the VIP room on the east side, why don't you let the old servant clean up the owner and the three stewards, and everyone stay in the east room?" Guessing that he was going to stay at the inn, he quickly gave the guys around him a wink and told them to clean up quickly.

"Well, okay, let's do it this way." After dealing with the group of people just now, Murong Zijing already felt a little tired, and now she just wanted to go to sleep quickly.

"Well, the old slave will send someone to deliver some food to the rooms of the four people later, what's the owner's idea? Or, do you want to explain the dishes in particular? The old slave will immediately ask the kitchen to prepare." My immediate boss , don't talk about flattery, know how to act according to the eyes, and don't need to be reminded of everything, so that you can be qualified for the job of the shopkeeper of the restaurant under Laiqian Villa.

After waving his hand, Murong Zijing said: "Well, just get some random dishes, maybe five or six dishes, plus an appetizer, a main course, an old hot soup, and a dessert after dinner. .”

Huhu, she doesn't want to either, pregnant women just have a bigger appetite, so one person can eat two portions.

"By the way, try to make the dishes as light as possible. I'm tired of eating them."

After finishing speaking, Murong Zijing, Lan Tingyu and the others left the lobby, and walked towards the east wing under the gaze of everyone.

In the bustling inn lobby, no one noticed that in a corner seat, a man wearing a hat and black clothes exuded an aura of indifference, and his dark pupils were calm, cold He coldly observed every move of Murong Zijing and his party just now.

Why is that figure so similar to "her"?It's just that such aloofness even has an arrogance, which is completely opposite to "her" sweetness and innocence.

Qian Duoduo, what kind of woman are you?Will it become an obstacle in my plan?

The man took a sip of the cold tea in his cup, looked thoughtfully at the direction where Murong Zijing and the others left, and with a little force with his big hand, the teacup in his hand instantly turned into powder...

After resting in the inn for one day, the next day, Murong Zijing and the others changed into men's clothes, and quietly left through the back door of the inn to avoid people's eyes and ears.

"Baby... Uh, I mean, young master, where are we going dressed up like this?" Yan Ruyu asked curiously.

Lan Tingyu and Han Ling also came over, although it was fun to disguise a woman as a man, but... like this, shouldn't she be going to a brothel?
Everyone looked at Murong Zijing expectantly but afraid of being hurt.

"Hey... Dressed up like this, I want to go to...the casino!" Murong Zijing said with a smile.

"Didn't you hear that Baimu said yesterday that in addition to the gold and silver banks, they also have gambling houses, brothels, restaurants, and tea houses. Among them, the places that can help them launder money most are naturally gambling houses and A brothel."

"The bank makes black money, gambling houses and brothels launder money, restaurants and tea houses help, and a black business chain is formed. If I think right, the Wen family's greedy money and other business income should be through these industries. The superficial business dealings with Wan Hua Nation are actually preparing funds for Wan Hua Nation to invade the Holy Dragon Nation."

"And among these industries, the ones with the largest flow of funds and the easiest to find out are the gambling houses and brothels. So, today we will go to the gambling houses first, and then to the brothels."

"However, even if we find something, what should we do? We can't blatantly buy them all, it's too obvious, and it's easy to expose our identity." After all, Lan Tingyu is the owner of the Magic Water Pavilion. Those who run brothels also know a lot about these things.

"Of course you can't be blatant. Moreover, these properties of the Wen family should be empty shell properties with vain appearances. They are ready to withdraw funds at any time. I have no interest in cleaning up the mess for them and ruining my reputation in Qianshanzhuang. .” Murong Zijing had thought of this a long time ago.

"That……"

"Okay, let's go to the gambling shop first. I asked the shopkeeper, Baimu's gambling shop is opposite to our 'money back' gambling shop." After Murong Zijing finished speaking, she went to Longyang City first. Go east of the city.

"Damn, I'm really shameless. Do you want to build a relationship, or do you want to get a lottery? It's fine if the bank is next to our Jinyuan bank, and even the gambling house is opposite us?" Han Ling muttered displeasedly for two After saying this, he immediately followed the three of Murong Zijing who were walking in front.

The four of them walked for nearly half a cup of tea and came to the east of Longyang City.

Looking around, I can see that the streets are crowded with people, and the streets on both sides have clear barriers, and there are two magnificent attics that look a bit tacky and resplendent.

On the plaque in front of the door of one of the attics, there are three big gilded characters——

Money back!
And on the door plate of another gambling house, it says - luck back!

When Murong Zijing and the others saw the obvious similarity and easily confused names, three black lines slid down their foreheads in unison.

Xuete, it’s okay to open the gambling shop opposite my house, even the names are [-]% similar, it’s a clear violation of my trademark right!

Rolling up his sleeves, Murong Zijing put on a serious face, and said with an evil smile: "Hmph, brothers, let's go in and try our luck!"

Seeing Murong Zijing looking like he was going to fight with someone, with a sinister smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, Lan Tingyu and the others suddenly had a bad premonition.

Mamma Mia, I hope their dolls will be merciful, and don't ruin their casino before they find out anything...

As it turned out, Lan Tingyu and the others' worries were not unreasonable at all.

As soon as she entered the casino, Murong Zijing aggressively came to the gambling table where guessing the size was the easiest.

(End of this chapter)